The Little First Grand Secretary in My House Chapter 92:
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Xue Tingyan did not hesitate. He bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle Chen, for the advice. It's just that there are some trivial matters at home that have not been dealt with. When everything is in order, I will go to Qingyuan Academy to study."
"Why don't you worry about being implicated and damaging your reputation?" Boss Chen asked curiously.
"How can you talk about fame and fame if you haven't entered school yet? Besides, the imperial court has always attached great importance to recruiting talents. If he is really talented, Magistrate Hu will not dare to stop him too much."
"I can't tell you have high ambitions. Well, since you dare to go, I will definitely recommend you something. Although my classmate is dull and not good at speaking, his knowledge is first-class. . I don’t dare to preach to a person who can promote people to become scholars, but it’s no problem for a scholar.”
"Then thank Uncle Chen first."
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For several days, Xue Tingyan and Zhaoer went out early and came back late.
Someone from the Xue family asked twice and heard from Zhao'er that he should take Xue Tingyan out to get some fresh air so that he wouldn't be suffocated. The people in the big room showed contempt, and Mr. Xue couldn't help but shake his head. After that, no one asked any more questions, and most of them knew in their hearts that Xue Tingyan was destined to lose. Maybe the two children in the second room are very smart, so they run around and play instead of reading.
You must know that even if you are as qualified as Xue Juncai, you have to read books at home for many days to prepare.
In a blink of an eye, the five-day period has arrived.
This day is no different from any other day.
Farmers are always busy in the morning. After a night, they have to take care of all the livestock and eat for the whole family. After breakfast, the men have to go to the fields, while the women do housework at home.
If there is any difference, it is that Xue Juncai had two more poached eggs in his bowl than the others at breakfast.
Due to Mr. Xue's beating some time ago, Mrs. Zhao no longer dares to hold an open fire and open a small stove for the people in the big house these days. Today, seeing that the life is unusual, she can't help it.
Originally, Xue Tingyan didn't have any. It was Yang who saw that her father-in-law looked bad, so she took the initiative to ask Zhao for two eggs and put them into his bowl.
Xue Tingyan wanted to recruit one of them, but he didn't want to, but unfortunately he couldn't defeat him.
Two people were talking to each other in a low voice for an egg. Mr. Xue above had a particularly heavy look on his face.
But this is how life is for country people. No matter how heavy your heart is, your livelihood cannot be left behind. Especially when it was time for spring plowing, Mr. Xue took his two sons to work in the fields for a while and did not come back until three o'clock in the morning.
The news about the competition between the two children of the Xue family has spread throughout Yuqing Village.
There are people who say weird things, but most people can still understand what Mr. Xue did. It's not easy for country people to make a little money. No one's money comes from the river. If there was a way, no one would do this.
Knowing that today is the official day, I let the children at home watch in the village. Seeing someone coming to Zheng Lizheng's house, these stupid kids ran into the fields, shouting from a distance, "Someone is coming to Zheng Lizheng's house." The adults stopped planting, so they picked up their hoes and hurried back.
Not long after, the large courtyard of Zheng Lizheng's house was filled with people, and more villagers were pouring in.
The courtyard was full of noise, and everyone was gossiping and talking about today's incident.
In the room, Zheng Lizheng was talking to a middle-aged man wearing a scholar's shirt and a Pingding scarf.
This person was born with a long and thin face, his complexion was a little pale, and his eyes were slightly swollen. His appearance is not that good, but his status seems to be extraordinary, and he is actually sitting in the main seat.
Zheng Lizheng could only sit aside.
There is a certain temperament in his gaze that is different from ordinary people. This person is none other than Qiao Xiucai, a well-known scholar in the surrounding villages.
Zheng Lizheng had thought about it long ago. On the Xue family side, Xue Qingshan came forward to invite someone. If it was not what he expected, the person who invited him should be his father-in-law Yang Zhong. Yang Zhong was just a boy, so he would invite a scholar.
Firstly, it seems that he is selfless, and secondly, it is also a good time to show his prestige.
"Mr. Qiao, you have tea, I will order someone to hurry you up."
Qiao Xiucai waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry."
Just as he was talking, there was a noise outside, but it was Patriarch Xue who came with his people.
However, it was not Chief Xue who headed the group, but an old man who was over fifty years old. This old man was of medium height and dressed the same as Qiao Xiucai. He was also wearing a scholar's shirt and a plain scarf on his head. It was obvious that even if he was not a scholar, he was still a boy.
Sure enough, when Qiao Xiucai saw the old man, he stood up from his chair and bowed in salute.
"I never thought it was Senior He. It's so polite to be born late."
"No need to be polite, sit down quickly."
This He Xiucai is the person invited by Patriarch Xue to host this competition.
Zheng Lizheng was right. Xue Qingshan did plan to invite his father-in-law at first. Unfortunately, this matter was rejected by the Xue clan leader.
Clan Chief Xue also just realized that Xue Qingshan was so stupid. They said that one should not avoid relatives when promoting talents, but this is not the way to do it. This is not open to criticism. Since he felt that he was sure to win, there was no need to let others take advantage of the situation, so he took over the matter.
He knew in his heart that the person named Zheng would not miss the opportunity to show off, and if he came forward to invite someone, he would definitely be a scholar. He originally planned to invite Xiucai Qiao, but he arrived a step too late, so he had to delay the invitation and invite Xiucai He.
After showing courtesy to each other, the two scholars sat down on the main seat.
Zheng Lizheng and Patriarch Xue sat beside him.
"Let Brother Li Zheng worry about it."
"Don't worry, don't worry, I am the leader here. How can I not show up if something happens in the village."
After a lot of back and forth, it seems that the words are pleasant, but there is a sharp edge hidden in the words. During this period, several old men walked in from the outside, but they were several village elders from Yuqing Village. Mr. Xue, Xue Qingshan and others also came.
There is another uninvited guest, Xue Qingshan’s father-in-law Yang Zhong.
Yang Zhong is in his fifties and has a chubby body. He does not look like a scholar, but more like a fat landlord. As soon as he came in, he came close to Qiao Xiucai and He Xiucai. Unfortunately, these two scholars were reluctant to pay attention to him. They chatted with him for a few words before going to sit down aside.
Xue Qingshan sat at the end with him.
The father-in-law and son-in-law can be regarded as a good figure. The people who can sit here are all highly respected people in the village. But because of their status as a child, they can sit in the hall. You must know that even Mr. Xue does not have a seat and can only stand. next to.
"I wonder if the real master is here?" He Xiucai asked when he saw that almost everyone had arrived.
Clan Chief Xue looked at Mr. Xue, and Xue Qinghuai on the side said hurriedly: "Come on, come on."
Just as he was talking, the villagers blocking the door made way for two teenagers to walk out of the crowd.
Both these two young men were dressed in short brown clothes, and it was obvious at first glance that they came from poor families.
The leader was handsome and handsome, with a slender figure. Although his clothes were simple, he had a graceful demeanor. The one at the back is half a head shorter than the one in front. His body seems a little weak and he seems to be a little introverted. His eyes are always half lowered, as if he is afraid of strangers.
But when the two came to the hall and were scrutinized by everyone, they got some clues.
The older man's appearance is not bad, but he always pulls his sleeves intentionally or unintentionally, as if his clothes don't fit. But the younger one has been standing in a neither humble nor arrogant manner. The half-cast eyes not only do not make people feel contempt, but also feel that the younger generation should respect their elders.
Therefore, it seemed that the older one was looking directly into everyone's eyes, which was a bit too abrupt. It is good to be confident, but when younger people face their elders, a humble and respectful attitude is indispensable.
All this happened in an instant. Qiao Xiucai and He Xiucai, who were sitting in the main seats, made their initial judgments about these two young people.
"Student Xue Juncai, student Xue Tingyan, have met all the elders."
He Xiucai nodded. While Qiao Xiucai nodded, he curiously asked: "Ting Yan? Does this name have a meaning?"
Xue Tingyan was stunned for a moment, then Fang Zuo bowed and said: "崴, it means following the tradition. The student's great-great-grandfather was also a student member, and the biggest regret in his life was that he failed to pass the examination. Although my Xue family came from a poor family, However, generations have not forgotten their ancestors' wishes. While settling down and settling down, they have always been committed to making the children of the clan read, read and understand the principles of life.
"It should be noted that if you read more, you will have a sense of beauty in your heart and a spirit of poetry and calligraphy in your belly. The younger generation adheres to the last wishes of their ancestors. Although they are young and not knowledgeable, they have great ambitions and hope that one day they can continue the path traveled by their ancestors. And keep going."
These words are very light and heavy. They are too literate, or they are talking about studying, becoming an official, serving the imperial court, establishing a life for the people, and creating peace for all generations. They all seem to be deliberately showing off, which is a bit annoying. laugh. After all, they are still young boys, not even a child.
And Xue Tingyan's words exactly echoed his age and experience, and even had a hint of filial piety because of his ancestor's last wishes.
After listening to this, Qiao Xiucai stroked his beard and said, "Okay! What a man with great ambitions!"
This praise made everyone focus on Xue Tingyan.
Most people don't understand what it means. They only think that Qiao Xiucai is exaggerating about the dog of the second wife of the Xue family. Those who understand it have different ideas.
Shocked and complicated, Patriarch Xue looked at Xue Tingyan with excitement and appreciation in his eyes. He is the patriarch of the clan, and he always takes it as his great responsibility to honor the clan. Xue Tingyan's words not only praised his ancestors in front of others, but also inadvertently showed the unusualness of the Xue clan, making his face particularly glorious. Unconsciously, he straightened his back.
Some people secretly scolded him for being cunning and taking advantage of the occasion to impress others.
He still upholds the last wishes of his ancestors. Who asked him to uphold it? It's just bragging! Why couldn't I see that this guy was so clever and charming earlier?
"The elders in your family gave you this name because they have high hopes for you."
As soon as Qiao Xiucai said these words, there was another moment of embarrassment, but it was the Xue family that was embarrassed.
Just when Patriarch Xue and others were afraid that Xue Tingyan would not be sensible enough to explain the reason, he bowed again and said: "This junior will definitely study hard and live up to the expectations of his family."
Xue Qingshan couldn’t sit still.
Today, Japan is testing Xue Juncai and Xue Tingyan to see who is qualified to enter the school. The exam has not yet begun, but Qiao Xiucai's words actually contain encouragement and approval for the other party. The saying that he has been defeated before the battle is over, is nothing more than this.
He couldn't help but interject: "Seniors, can we start now?"
Qiao Xiucai then realized that he had said too much, but once he said it, he would not take it back because of his status, and Xue Qingshan's words obviously made him feel embarrassed. There was a hint of displeasure in his heart, so instead of shying away, he nodded appreciatively to Xue Tingyan, and then went to take the tea on the table and sip it.
While doing this, there was quite a hint of treating Xue Qingshan as nothing, which made his face suddenly darken. But he didn't dare to question it at all. He just smiled and sat back.
Qiao Xiucai put down the tea cup, raised his hands and said to He Xiucai: "Senior He, look at this——"
"Let's get started."
"You are the senior, and you are still the leader."
Qiao Xiucai’s polite words. He was only in his thirties and was already a scholar. There was no doubt that he would be promoted to a scholar in the future. However, He Xiucai was already old and the possibility of winning the imperial examination was extremely slim. That's why it was obvious that He Xiucai was taking the lead. However, when Qiao Xiucai spoke, He Xiucai did not interrupt him or even blame him for taking the lead.
This is the way of the imperial examination. It pays attention to qualifications and seniority, but it also values potential.
A talent like Yang Zhong who fails to pass the exam will end up being a boy when he grows old. But if one can pass the examination as a scholar, even if one is over fifty years old and the other is still a weakling, he can still sit on an equal footing and interact with each other as peers.
It's like Xue Qingshan wants to call himself a junior in front of Qiao Xiucai, but Qiao Xiucai gives him a look, and he can only accept it. Although Qiao Xiucai was too courteous to He Xiucai, He Xiucai put him first in his words and deeds.
Not many people present understood these principles, but Xue Tingyan did, which made him more anxious to pass the examination.
"Where are you two at now in your studies?"
"I have finished studying the Four Books, and now I am diligently reading the Book of Songs among the Five Classics." Xue Juncai answered first.
He Xiucai set his sights on Xue Tingyan.
He pondered for a moment and said: "I have learned four books, but I can only read them but not understand them."
He Xiucai didn't say anything, but Zheng Lizheng looked puzzled and said: "If I remember correctly, you and the handsome boy were enlightened at the same time. How come you have fallen behind so much in your studies?"
Xue Tingyan remained silent, but Xue Qingshan’s eyebrows jumped.
He planned to copy all the books he had memorized because he discovered a problem. After having that dream, 'Xue Tingyan' had a more and more profound impact on him, including his own memory. Impact.
Especially all the books he has learned since elementary school. He had reviewed the memory of that dream before, and he had memories of some books from elementary school and even college, but his memory was extremely vague, and many of the more detailed things were forgotten.
He thought about the reason and felt that 'he' seemed to be very disgusted with the memory of studying hard in the cold window, so he had been avoiding it. In addition, the Xue Tingyan in the dream has lived for more than seventy years. Ever since he passed the Jinshi examination, he has been addicted to officialdom battles and has not cared about his own knowledge.
Many years have passed, and what he remembers is more about the ups and downs of officialdom, the various forces in the party struggle, and the speculations of the people, rather than the original essence of a scholar.
Seriously speaking, 'Xue Tingyan' is not a real scholar, he is just a politician.
But it is obvious that he does not need these things now. It is like a young child possessing a sword. He knows the significance of these things to his future. But today, all a young child needs is a piece of clothing, or just food and clothing.